Davina's POV
I barely noticed Celeste screaming next to me, her hand gripping my arm as excitement took over.
"I won! I fucking won!" Celeste yelled, clutching her boyfriend's shoulder while he cheered with her.
The underground club had erupted into chaos. Cash flew through the air, laughter mixed with groans, drinks splashed across tables as losing bettors cursed their rotten luck.
But none of it registered.
My entire world had shrunk to one person.
My gaze remained fixed on him, standing in the center of that ring like he commanded it.
God, I was completely gone for this man. Utterly pathetic.
The worst part? He was staring straight back at me.
Like he had no idea he was even doing it.
Like some magnetic pull was dragging him toward me just as powerfully as it drew me to him.
The moment hung between us, heavy and wordless.
Then the announcer raised Irvin's arm, declaring victory, and the spell shattered.
